
In high school, the writer Hwang-seok (left) and his grandmother Hagi-soon (right). The grandmother came to Gwangju from her hometown, Hwasun, along with her eldest grandson who was going to middle school, and lived together and provided support throughout the whole time. Provided by Fluorescent Stone Shareholder Correspondent
‘Soldier’, husband of the same age, married at the age of 15
With the eldest son in front, the third daughter as a survivor
Remarried and aching mother-in-law Bongyang
1963 National Predecessor Citation Committee’Yellow Girl Award’
‘Grandmother’, even if I just pass by my thoughts, I cry. From March 1971, when I studied in Gwangju from Hwasun, Jeollanam-do, and entered a middle school, from March 1971 to the morning of my marriage in November 1987, I ate the rice that my grandmother made and grew up. Before that, in Hwasun, when I was in the fourth grade of elementary school, on a cold day in 1968, I walked about 3km to return home, and my grandmother ran with her tabi and put my frozen hand on her cheek. Where do you feel that soft touch again? ‘Grandpa’ is the last word I learned as a child. It is because there was no opportunity to call. Grandmother was born in 1909 and married her grandfather, who was the same age, in December 1924, when she was just over 15 years old. After staying for three years in his hometown, he moved to the house of marriage on a good day in 1927. In his family, he was the youngest of two boys and three daughters, but now he had to live as the eldest daughter-in-law. My grandfather got sick while studying at Gochang High School (now Gochang High School), a national and national school. It is said that it was largely because of staying in a cold room. My first son went to heaven after suffering from measles when he was 4 years old. My father’s second son (Hyung Seon-ki), born in April 1932, became an only child. In July 1937, a month before the birth of the third child, the grandfather suddenly closed his eyes, leaving only the words’Please take good care of our parents’. The daughter who was born after that became a wealthy man who did not even know his father’s face. As the waves that followed hit the front waves, the world called Grandma the’Cheongsang Widow’. How can there be no temptation? The grandmother was neat and tall. He said he had been invited several times to remarry. “I didn’t have any thoughts about what I wanted to do.” Grandma kept fidelity. In February 1963, with the recommendation of everyone around him, he received a citation (female) from the National Senior Citation Committee. The citation in my bedroom became a balance weight to control my wrong words and actions throughout. Doam-myeon Doam-myeon, Hwasun-gun, Jeollanam-do, a town that remembers her grandmother’s various winds, was founded by Jinju-hyung in 1519, when a strange painting took place. It boasts a 500-year history. In May 1997, the ‘Yooin Jinjuha Seen Hyoyeolbi’ (孺人晉州河氏孝烈碑), built on the monument street of the village, conveys the filial piety of her grandmother. “My mother-in-law was also sick, and she wanted Maeyang pheasant meat. One day a kite drove a pheasant into the house, and he got sick from catching it.

My grandmother, Hae-soon’s’Fever Women’s Citation’. Fluorescent Stone Shareholder Correspondent Provided
Grandma said sometimes. “Your great-grandfather left Dojang-ri and moved to Gwangju in April 1943 because the Japanese imperialist exploitation was so severe that he lost his motivation for farming. Then he filled his stomach with water. He must have died a month earlier without seeing liberation.” In late 1949, the grandmother returned from Gwangju to her hometown. Built a house. Shortly thereafter, the Korean War broke out in 1950. According to the records of the’Committee on Past Affairs for Truth and Reconciliation’ (September 2009), on March 17, 1951, the ROK military entered a rice field near the house and killed 15 villagers on charges of partisan mountains. It was the massacre of the people. In May 1951, when her only son enlisted in the military, her grandmother scooped up purified water every day and did her best. About 30 years later, while listening to the terrible situation during the’May 18 Gwangju People’s Uprising’ in 1980, the grandmother said, “It’s more scary than the June 25 artificial era.”

My father, Hyung Seon-gi (right) and my mother, Jeong Ki-soon (left). Provided by Fluorescent Stone Shareholder Correspondent
The inscription says. “The letter was very good because he was kind and well-written.” The grandmother’s birthplace is Yasa village in Iseo-myeon, Hwasun-gun, Jeollanam-do. Ginkgo trees planted when the village was built during the Joseon Dynasty is still beautiful. This is the town where Na Gyeong-jeok (1690-1762) and Ha Baek-won (1781-1844), who represent Silhak in Honam, were born and ended. She liked to read and write more than any other village, and she respected women, so her grandmother transcribed a lot when she was a child. So she was one of the few women in town who could read and write letters. When he was married, he brought a book and enjoyed reading it. He often read to me when I was younger. The grandmother’s image of 50 years ago, who was touched by tears when reading, is a wonderful memory than any other movie scene. Grandfather Hyung Go-yeol, who was born on June 26, 1909 on the lunar calendar and left at the age of 28 on June 4, 1937, and Hagi-soon, the grandmother who was born on August 8, 1909 and was called by God on December 27, 1991! Come as a spirit in this clear spring and March, when all things are moving, and look down happily, happily, and excitedly as your eldest grandson is posting a memorial to you in the world’s best media.
Naju/Hyung Gwangseok Shareholder Correspondent

Is a 33-year-old youth. Shareholders and readers who gave their strength and will to the first publication on May 15, 1988 are also as old as the years. It is a time when more and more people leave than new relationships. Since last year, due to Corona 19, we have not been able to properly even farewell. “I remember” will be the last greeting and precious memories that I could not directly convey to those who are leaving. You can post a memorial message not only to parents, but also to family, relatives, acquaintances, and neighbors. You can send it by e-mail with a photo. Hankyoreh shareholder correspondent ([email protected] or [email protected]), People Team ([email protected]).